This New Years Eve we will travel to our friend’s home in York, Pennsylvania as we have for the past six years or so. Old habits die hard, I suppose. Steve and I have been ringing in the New Year together in one way or another for the past thirteen years – that’s an awful lot of champagne!
An ode to our past, New Year’s Eve 1999. Ringing in the mighty year 2000 with Sparkling White Grape Juice. As I recall, Steve’s mom picked him up shortly after midnight and Ali and I stayed up half the night with my sister and Jenn dissecting every word he had said and just what it all meant. Oh to be in high school again.